Burning Up ~*~ [ THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY 2 ] [ FIVE x OC ]

P R O L O G U E

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On April the 1st, 2019, the Earth was destroyed in a cataclysmic event. Billions of people were wiped out in a matter of minutes. Ironically, the seven survivors of the apocalypse were the very siblings who brought it on.

Dallas, Texas
November 15, 1959

     Ivy fell from the vortex, her body crashing to the ground in the alley as she saw the blue light above her. She squinted as she stood up quickly, seeing none of her siblings were with her. She turned in a panic, not seeing Five anywhere. 

     "Five!" she screamed, looking around the alley. "Five! Allison!" She panted as she looked behind corners and looked on the street, not knowing what to do. "Vanya! Five! Klaus! Diego!" 

    "You off your rocker or something?" Ivy quickly turned around to see a boy leaning against the brick building, a cigarette hanging from his mouth. 

     "H-Have you seen a kid about my height? He's got a uniform on with an umbrella. He's the idiot wearing bowling shoes," Ivy said, not knowing what to say. She was too freaked out from what had just happened. "He's got brown hair, kinda swooshes to the side and this smug look on his face." 

     "Uh, only thing I saw was you screaming," the boy said. "My name's Michael." He extended a hand, Ivy staring at him. 

      "I have to find my family," she said, walking past him and back to the alley. She saw a man watching from his window, causing her to make eye contact with him. She just about went into the shop he was in when someone grabbed her arm. She turned to fight, but saw it was that boy. 

     "Let me take you to a hospital. You seem shaken up," he offered. 

    "No, I'd rather find out where my sort of boyfriend and my brothers and sisters are," Ivy snapped at him. "

     "Yikes. I don't like the sound of 'sort of boyfriend,'" Michael joked. 

    "I met you thirty seconds ago," Ivy snapped at him. 

    "Okay, look, you're bleeding. Let me take you to a hospital," Michael offered, Ivy looking to where he pointed. She glanced at him, then grabbed her arm. 

      "Thank you, but I'm fine," she persisted. "I'll fend for myself." She burned the wound, closing it up easily. She began to walk away from Michael, but he continued to follow her. 

     "You look a little lost," he said, Ivy not paying attention to him. "How old are you?" 

    "That's a complicated question," Ivy said, a smile spreading across her face. "To summarize, my consciousness is thirty. But my body is fifteen." 

     "So you're fifteen?" Michael asked. 

     "No, I'm thirty. I'm a thirty year old woman stuck in a teenage body. I'm constantly hitting puberty. Now can you leave me alone so I can find my boyfriend who's 58 stuck in a fourteen year old's body?" she asked. 

     "You sound like a complicated person," Michael joked. 

      "What year is it?" Ivy asked, turning to pick up a newspaper. 

      "Weird questions to ask, but I'll bite. It's 1959. November 15. Are you some type of time traveler?" he asked, Ivy looking at him. She looked at his clothes, then down at her 2019 clothes. 

    "On second thought, I would like you to take me to that hospital. And by hospital, I mean your house so I can get some first aid and a change of clothes that I'll be stealing from you," Ivy said, giving Michael a smile. 

     "You want to steal my clothes? But you're a girl." 

     "Yeah, I hear that one a lot. Girls can do anything they want, you know. Only thing other girls don't have that I do is, well... Maybe you'll find out, maybe you won't," Ivy said, shrugging at him. "Now, where do you live?" 

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November 25, 1963

     Five fell out of the vortex, landing on his feet on the ground. The bowling shoes splashed against the puddle, Five then falling into the water. He stood up quickly as he looked at the vortex behind him, seeing none of his siblings were by his side. 

     "Ivy!"  he yelled. "Luther! Diego!" The vortex then closed, and immediately he heard gunfire ringing out. He walked out of the alley, seeing men with guns and tanks firing to his right. He rushed to a newspaper on the ground, reading the headline. "'Soviets attack US'? No, this can't be right." The gunfire continued and soldiers got shot. "What the hell did we do now?" A tank fired, Five falling as the bullet from the tank was headed towards none other than Vanya. She blew up the bullet, Five turning to see that Klaus was leading an army of ghost soldiers to fight. 

     Luther yelled and jumped from a building to protect Klaus, taking an explosion to the back. Ben's ghost was on a rooftop grabbing soldiers with his tentacles, throwing them to their death's. 

     "Hey!" Allison shouted, three soldiers turning to her. "I heard a rumor... that I blew your minds." Their heads each began to explode, Five looking to his right next. Diego was stood on top of an over turned car with soldiers beginning to fire at him. He did an areal flip off the car, the bullets all curving and going back into the Russian's that fired at him. Then the tank blew up. Five took cover as Ivy emerged from it glowing orange. She landed on the ground, her head then turning to look at him. 

     "Five, you stupid son of a bitch! Where the hell have you been?" she snapped, her fists glowing with fire around them. He stood to go to her, when someone grabbed his shoulder. He looked to his right to see Hazel standing there.  

     "If you want to live, come with me," Hazel suggested.

    "Hazel. What the hell's going on here?" Five asked. 

     "There's no time to explain," Hazel said. He then pointed at the sky as jets were flying past. "Those are nukes old timer." 

     "What about my family? Ivy?" Five asked. 

     "You can't save 'em if you're dead," Hazel said. Five took his hand, the two disappearing from the street. Ivy stared at where he once was, then turned and stood next to her siblings as they watched the nukes rain down from the sky. Then, the explosion took them.  

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